SHERRY
I'm up almost all night replaying my conversation with Zack.
He said he missed me and that he missed me everyday. I would be lying if that didn't sent a bunch of butterflies in my stomach like a thirteen year old getting confessed to, but I didn't even have the guts to answer him.
He stared at me, waiting for me to say something, that maybe I missed him back, but I didn't reply. And even if I did, would it have changed anything?
Instead, he changed the topic and reminded me that everyone was waiting for me at the Pack House and we walked back together, although we didn't really talk much.
The silence between us was heavy and I know that both of us wanted to ask many things from each other, but the pandora box remained unopened.
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Days have passed after that and although I
